Lost

Tattered in faded blue

Waves running through

Her mind, drifting

Weaving, jousting

Memories fleeing without

Promise, only doubt
Remains, twisted
In a world pitted

Against her heart
Unwilling to restart
Her will drifting
Hate always looming

Mocking her androgynous
Ways, her luminous
Fading declared sinner
Her soul left in cinders.

Edwin James


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